Letra de Iscarioth

(You killed Jesus, we expect to hear your shrieks of pig Macabre realms of your bestiality You don't deserve to live!) Voices told me I killed the Christ I hear them at night and day, whispering For centuries I've supported the weight of my shame Threats, mockeries chorus When I will be dead, voices will leave me I'm a betrayer and I deserve to suffer I feel so guilty Before the entire human race I beg for a vain forgiveness During weeks I've not sleet All my fears become stronger in the dark Shadows pass in front of me And show me with their incriminating finger I'm God and animal at the same time In a shroud of mystery Triumph of the unholy ones Once I'll be dead they won't be able to catch me chorus Foetal essence of darkness Drained in immemorial times Hidden I choke down a sob Now that I stand at he gates of madness I will escape My body shakes all over And my name will finally sink into the oblivion Can't kill what's already dead